"1 to 0!"
"In the 24th minute of the game, Tottenham scored the first goal!"
"Berbatov!"
"The goal was made by former Bulgarian Footballer Berbatov!"
"He used a follow-up shot to help Tottenham open the scoring."
The Bulgarian Footballer of the Year looked up to the sky and screamed, performing a passionate kneeling performance in front of the home fans.
In the first round of the match, he was benched by Martin Joel because he was not trusted; this time back at home, he once again proved himself to all Bai Baihe fans.
So what if we get closer to Manchester United?
What about meeting Sir Alex in secret?
As long as you still wear the Tottenham jersey, as long as you can still score goals for the team.
Berba will always be a part of Tottenham!
Looking at Berbatov with his arms open, many Bai Baihe fans shouted excitedly: "Dimita, don't leave!"
"Stay, Dimita!"
Just now, seeing Wang Xiaodong's powerful shot saved by Valdez, countless fans' hearts hit rock bottom.
But the next second, Berbatov, who was the first to appear in front of the ball, brought light to Bai Baihe and his team.
On the court, there was not much connection between Wang Xiaodong and Berbatov; but throughout the season, the two used the "shoot-and-shoot" method to contribute many goals to Tottenham.
On the edge of the court, Tottenham players one after another slid to their knees next to Berbatov, held his head, and took a few bites of his Mediterranean.
"Dimita, great job!"
"Berba, this is a great shot!"
After a short celebration, Berbatov and his other teammates quickly stood up and walked towards their own half.
Although they are leading 1-0, they are still two goals behind their opponents, so there is no time to waste.
When Beiba passed by Wang Xiaodong, the two stretched out their hands to hold each other in the air.
Their eyes met, although they didn't say a word, it was worth a thousand words.
You have your pursuits, and I have my ambitions.
Although they are likely to be far apart next season, at least now, the two people's hearts are together.
that's enough.
...
"The score on the field is now 1-0, and the total score is 2-4."
"Tottenham are still two goals behind." He Wei said excitedly.
"But there is still time in the game. If we continue to play like this, Tottenham may very well turn defeat into victory!"
Rijkaard kept scratching the hair on his head on the sidelines, with a very anxious expression on his face.
He yelled desperately at several defenders, asking who was watching Berba just now and who missed him in front of the goal.
But in fact everyone knows that this is not a problem of missing Barcelona defenders, but a tacit understanding formed by Berbatov and Wang Xiaodong's long-term cooperation.
Coupled with Berbatov's natural sense of smell in front of goal, this is why he can rush right in front of the goalkeeper every time to shoot.
Of course, this is also related to Wang Xiaodong's powerful shooting.
At this moment, the Tottenham players were almost running back to their positions and standing up. Valdes was still rubbing his wrists and palms, praying secretly in his heart.
He prayed that the numbness in his hands would be short-lived and the pain in his wrist would be temporary.
He prayed that Wang Xiaodong's kick just now was covered and was struck crookedly.
He prayed that the next time Wang Xiaodong shot, a teammate would block him, or that the ball would be directly mounted on the most protective pad on his chest.
In any case, after defeating Wang Xiaodong's Fallen Leaf Chop, Valdez began to place his expectations for the future on the illusory gods.
But he seemed to have forgotten that football matches are played by people.
...
"Wang Xiaodong's free kick just now was a pity." He Wei felt sorry for Wang Xiaodong, "Valdez's save is definitely world-class, but if it was just a little bit close, the goal would have been scored."
"If this goal is scored directly by Wang Xiaodong, his single-UEFA Champions League scoring record will be improved to another level."
"That's right." Zhang Lu took over, "The quality of Wang Xiaodong's free kick is actually very high. It needs speed, change, and a rapid fall."
"There are not many stars in today's football who can take such a free kick. Wang Xiaodong is definitely the leader in powerful free kicks!"
After the game resumed, Tottenham players became more confident, but a shadow hung over the heads of Barcelona generals.
They want to hold on to their three-thirds of land steadily, but now it seems that Tottenham may not do what they want.
The offensive trident composed of Inesta, Messi and Eto'o began to actively retreat, and then used their personal abilities to rush forward, attracting the attention of more Tottenham players and reducing the burden on teammates in defense.
But Tottenham, who were leading by one goal, seemed to have been beaten to death and did not allow Eto'o and others to pass through the midfield easily.
"Barcelona's players have not played very steadily during this period. Tottenham's constant harassment and fouls in the midfield as well as their unreasonable physical confrontation have made them gradually lose patience. In fact, Tottenham are the lagging side, but now It seems that Barcelona is eager to open up the situation in the frontcourt..." He Wei explained to the screen.
Zhang Lu also nodded repeatedly, "Hey, Barcelona is a little panicked. They actually know very well that if they can't bring the ball to the opponent's half, having more ball rights is just a foil, and may even become a burden. And they must find a way to deal with it. Tottenham's goal remains a threat, otherwise, with a goal like the one just made, Tottenham may copy many similar goals..."
Anyone with a discerning eye can now see that Barcelona played a bit hastily.
And this is a good opportunity for Tottenham to continue their efforts, launch a fast break, and catch their opponents off guard.
Sure enough, when the Barcelona players pushed the ball 20 times in a row to advance to the midfield, Wang Xiaodong made a decisive tackle and stole the ball from Xavi's feet.
Seeing Xavi falling to the ground, the Barcelona players immediately stretched out their hands, hoping that the referee would make a penalty in their favor.
But who knew that the referee just held the whistle in his mouth and did not blow it.
In other words, this time it's not even a foul!
While the Barcelona generals were still denouncing loudly, Wang Xiaodong quickly got up, swung his legs on the spot, and kicked towards the left path in front of him.
The Barcelona players were not given a chance to react at all.
Everything on the football field listens to the whistle.
Don’t you understand this truth?
Just like that, in less than three seconds, Bell took the ball to Barcelona's 30-meter area.
Wang Xiaodong's pass was accurate, and Bell's catch was also comfortable.
In just one step, he broke away from Abidal's defensive zone and continued to move forward with the ball.
Abidal's butt was smoking now, and he couldn't catch up with Bell's shadow.
And seeing that Bell has started to cut inside now, what, are you going to cut inside and shoot?
Valdes couldn't help but spat.
Is the threat coming again so soon?
Fortunately, this time it was a winger. If it were DONG, he might not be able to stop him.
Valdes roared and chose to attack before Bell could fully adjust his body shape.
After a few steps, he rushed in front of the Welsh teenager.
I saw him with a ferocious face and open arms, like a tiger descending from the mountain, trying to frighten his opponent with his momentum.
"Valdez chose to attack!" Committee He raised his voice, "This time he attacked a little too aggressively!"
Zhang Lu also nodded, "Valdez's attack is actually very helpless. Abidal has already lost his position, and Bale is actually a one-man swordsman."
"It's better to block it in advance while he hasn't fully adjusted yet. There's still a certain chance."
In fact, when Bell rushed into the penalty area, Robbie Keane and Berbatov also rushed to the penalty area line from the other side.
Although the opponent's defenders were in front of him, Modric also rushed to a position three or four meters in front of the top of the arc.
Seeing Bell lift his foot, Puyol did not hesitate and fell directly to the ground to shovel.
He didn't tackle the ball, but blocked Bell's passing route.
At the same time, Bale hit him crosswise before Valdez could touch him, and then jumped over Valdez.
Puyol and Valdes looked desperately at their fingertips and toes, but neither of them touched the ball.
The Welshman did not push rashly at the last moment, but chose to pass the ball to his Irish captain.
Facing the empty goal, Robbie Keane lightly pushed the arch of his right foot, and then gave a thumbs up to Bell who fell to the ground.
Boy, that's a beautiful pass!
The next second, the referee's whistle sounded.
2-0, the goal is valid.
